Kill you on a monday

I’ll kill you on a Monday

just for the fun

Slash away with my sword

watch your blood runs

Kill you on a Tuesday

make mincemeat of you

Smile and laugh

as I run you through

Kill you on a Wednesday

I’ll cut off your head

Put your head upon a pole

celebrate you’re dead

I’ll kill you on a Thursday

blow you to kingdom come

Laugh at the grieving

of your widow and your grieving son

Kill you on a Friday

your blood I’ll spill

On Saturday boast

to your daughter ripped and killed

But on Sunday

to the chapel I will go

Where god he will thank me

for the duty I did show